Tony's POV:
I was INCREDIBLY BORED.
Neither of the two teenagers that I relied on for entertainment had messaged me in the last twenty-four hours and nobody else in this building had a high enough IQ to bother socializing with.
Oh, the joys of being a genius.
"Hey Tony, what're you working on at 2am?" Asked Bruce
"Pete asked me to make a suit for his new friend but now I want to find out who she is." I replied, scrolling through the articles 'WASHINGTON'S "SHADOW" SPOTTED IN NEW YORK' 'DOES QUEENS NEED ANOTHER VIGILANTE?' 'THE SHADOW AND THE SPIDER: A NEW TEAM?'
No pressure then kids.
"How's the search for the other teenage girl going?" Bruce asked. Thanks Banner, way to make me sound like a pedo.
"Not well, not well at all."
I read through a couple more articles, and started to feel a little bad for her. I often read through stories about Pete, I even sent him a couple of the cool ones, but the only thing they were writing about her was 'Who is she?' and 'How do you think she stays fit?' Poor kid.
"Hey Tony, come look at this footage." Said Nat, walking in with a laptop. "What's that dark thing moving in the corner?"
She placed the computer down aggressively in front of me with a clatter. I'm so glad they look after what I buy them.
I leaned forward to look at the screen but the footage was super blurry. "Where's this from?"
"Doesn't matter..." She mumbled. "Nice Pyjamas by the way." she smirked, looking me up and down.
It was true, I was wearing nice Pyjamas, the trousers were a red and gold plaid and the top had golden-colored stitching. They also had my face on them.
Sam had bought them for me, probably to insult me, but the joke was on him because they were my favourites.
JE LEEST
I Need a Hero | Peter Parker x Reader | Wrong Number
RomantiekY/n is a vigilante living in Queens, she likes to fight for others because when she's at home she can't fight her abusive father. One day she tries to message her friend for help when she is injured but in her panic, she types in the wrong number. T...
